Thursday, April 16, 2009

Just Some Words

It's been too long since I've taken the time to write on my blog. And now that I actually should be studying for every class, and finishing up lab reports, and revising my poetry, and writing a biography about Billy Collins, and working on my song that I'm writing for guitar class, I figure it is a perfect time to write. No? Well, "Too freaking bad!" I say to myself.

It's odd how my mind works, because when I have all these things that I must get done, I crave so badly to stop everything and be one with the earth, whatever that means. Like right now, all I really want to do is go home and watch the chicks grow and help Daddy build that beautiful home for those babies. But no, I am stuck inside the FSU library, sitting next to a middle-aged woman who is listening to loud eighties pop rock (Journey perhaps) through her ear buds. Once in a while she starts a short conversation with herself, unless she is actually on a hidden phone, which I must add, I am always tricked out by.

But I feel good at the moment (despite the poor music choices being made around me). I think I might go get some Pitaria and look over my notes for Anatomy. Thankfully we are learning about my favorite subject- the reproductive system! Although I must admit that I still have the hardest time completely understanding the freaking stages of meiosis and how all our chromosomes converge and split and do it all over again. Maybe I should have a sit down with my professor and chat about how babies are made. He is pretty cool. In our notes he compared the Punnett Square to the game Battleship. Can't beat that humor!

Hope everyone is doing good. And just know that Miss. Honeyluna is wishing she was with you, whatever you may be up to.

5 comments:

Well, I wish you were here too. We just finished watching 30 Rock and now I'm about to wash the dishes. There! Doesn't that make you feel better about studying?Is that a picture of Journey? Sometimes I'm just embarrassed I was alive at the same time that certain musical and fashion trends were happening. Know what I mean? Well, not yet. But you will.I love you, HoneyLuna!

Oh my GOD!! The pants and the HAIR!! and just the whole thing. What a photo. That about wraps up the rock scene in the 70s and 80s right there.

Sorry you're having to endure the "classic" sounds of Journey. I remember those days when everything was fabulous till the new neighbors moved in and DID NOT play by the rules of the hood. No fun, no peace.

Thanks again for all the cool fireman stuff. Harley loves it, especially the hat!

About Me

They call me Honey Luna. Well I admit, no one really calls me that now, but in my ancient land they did. In my ancient land I was ever so sweet and earthy. I was bright enough to provide a comfortable light but not too bright to blind or cause damage, like my sister Sun. People danced to my songs and found the love for themselves after sharing it with me. But now that I am no longer in my ancient world, I guess you could call me a regular woman/girl, leaning more towards the girl side of that. But you can think of me as Honey Luna, if you please, for that is as much apart of me now as it was in my ancient land.